Kila felt so sorry that she had offended Trace, that had never been her intention. She asked to be excused and then quickly and quietly made her way upstairs, she slipped through the door, closed and locked it behind her. "Trace, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad." she said in a soft voice but didn't approach him, she looked over around the room but couldn't see anything in the dark so she didn't move because she didn't want to step on him or anything. "Is it cool if I turn on the light?" she asked while she sat on the bed and waited. If she could do or say anything that would make him feel better she would, he was so tormented and scarred she had no idea how she could ever make him feel better but she knew that she had to try.